The End is in Sight

After a week of minimal students but maximum paperwork, it’s good to have more of a balance this week as the groups return from Activities Week and settle into the apathetic and vaguely resentful state that characterises the last few weeks of term. The end of year reports have been written and submitted, the new blurb for the currently awful webpage is finished, my most recent campaign has been transferred into a twelve page report (it includes graphs and screen shots of student feedback, all very impressive) and there’s just the policy rewrite and various articles to complete.  Multi-joy! 

One of the other tasks to complete before we break up is a huge display of the Carnegie award trip, with photographs, signatures and information about each of the shortlisted books.  The English department are delighted to get rid of kindly donating a display board so I’ll be spending a happy couple of days playing with glue, scissors and staples.  The photos I’ve collected so far look great, though one unfortunate novelist has been caught out by their cameras and appears either very tired or very drunk in all of them so far.  I’m hoping that a better one will come to light, otherwise there’ll be questions asked… 

Year 13 students are drifting in and out, bringing their leaving forms up to be stamped and signed.  It’s sad to say goodbye to them, particularly my old top set GCSE class who worked their socks off for two years and produced some of the most fabulous work I’ve ever seen from students their age. Several have laughed over the highlights of the course; some of these seemed to revolve around the films they studied in the media unit but a refreshing number also had fond memories of suddenly discovering implied meanings and innuendos in the Lit poetry.  Apparently they’ve forgiven me for making them read Wuthering Heights, and some now confess to loving it.  Score one to me.